ghost you

The young man marches against the wind——

"Why, just wish me a happy birthday and that's it? Are you unhappy on my birthday?"

The still low voice seemed insignificant in the wind.

"No." Baekhyun only replied one word, then raised his eyes to look at Park Chanyeol who was getting closer, "Why did you come up here?"

"There are too many people below, I find it annoying. They are being cleaned up." Park Chanyeol's tall body stood like this in the cold wind.The flimsy hospital gown was blown up.

"Why are you?" he asked again.

"I also feel stuffy down here." Bian Baekhyun replied in a low voice.The sound is also muffled.

"Really?" Park Chanyeol suddenly walked up to Baekhyun, leaned over, and pointed at the ugly bear in Baekhyun's arms and the box with the cake on the side.

"Then what are this, and this?"

"For the dog." Bian Baekhyun didn't look at the cake box, and the Rilakkuma in his hand didn't know whether to hug or loosen it.

"Oh." Park Chanyeol wasn't particularly surprised, he just sat next to Baekhyun, stretched his arms, and picked up the petite box, "I think the dog won't mind if I eat it."

Bian Boxian felt that he was short of words and unable to defend himself, so he simply wanted to take the cake back.Unexpectedly, Park Chanyeol's big hands unpacked the box so quickly... After quickly stripping off the "clothes" of the pink strawberry cake, Mr. Park saw that the stupid guy next to him was going to play tricks. In the bloodless mouth.Then, with a victorious smile, he spread the cream on his fingertips to Baekhyun's cheeks, nose tip, and lips.

"you you!"

Bian Baekhyun gritted his teeth, wanting to pounce on that arrogant guy, but his mouth was covered with jam strawberries, and the sweet juice overflowed his mouth.

"Okay, Baekhyun. I know you specially bought me a birthday present. Didn't I come up to accept it?" Seeing Baekhyun's same expression, Park Chanyeol immediately became a little impatient, squeezed the cream with his hands full Baekhyun's cheeks on the top, "Hey, don't push your nose on your face. It has nothing to do with you. I'm still willing to come to you, aren't you satisfied?"

Maybe he felt the tone was too strong, but Park Chanyeol added, "Be happy for me."

Bian Baekhyun's heart skipped a beat, and immediately, like a deflated ball, he lowered his head and slowly chewed the strawberry flesh in his mouth.Why is it getting more and more painful——

"I see. We are nothing, not even friends." Bian Baekhyun finally swallowed the strawberry, and when the taste of it had faded, he spoke softly, exhaling a thin mist, "Right."

Park Chanyeol didn't answer, but he seemed to be a different person.Eating the cake, swallowing small pieces... in silence.Like a handsome boy who lost his beloved toy——

"Someone should tell you that I don't deserve your kindness to me."

"He's right." Park Chanyeol said again.He raised his eyes to look at Bian Baekhyun who was a little messed up by the wind.

"We don't need to be friends, and we can't be strangers. But this is the only way, do you understand? I will leave soon. The memories I gave you are not good, please delete them all."...Even if Don't believe that there was a touching time, "Because I don't want this memory, I only let you remember it, it's too unfair."

... Is it fair to forget all of them?

"...Oh. Got it. I really want to forget the bad memories. Haha..." Bian Boxian suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, thinking that the smile was natural and happy, "I'm the one who just wants to be with others Be friends. That’s why I’m a little narcissistic sometimes haha.”

Park Chanyeol glanced at Baekhyun and put down the cake.The cream was too sweet.

"You have many friends?" he asked.

"It's not a lot! But it's very kind to me!" Bian Baekhyun replied with a smile, and the little bear in his arms also shook his head.

"That's good." Park Chanyeol squeezed the little bear and shook it in front of his eyes, "It's so ugly."

Bian Boxian was a little embarrassed: "Hey! That's me..."

"So we have enough reasons to keep our distance from each other."

Park Chanyeol stood up, carrying the pitiful little bear who had just been rejected, and walked straight to the half-hidden iron gate——

"Let's go, it's getting dark."

After all, leave here without looking back.A cold and windy rooftop.

— We all have enough reasons to leave?

I even forgot why I met you and knew you.

You told me that I had enough reasons to leave.

Why give me such a high-sounding reason?You know, just the ice-cold gaze you gave me is enough to make me retreat.

Then he got up dejectedly, tentatively, and approached again.

Standing alone in the air, I am tired after standing for a long time.

Bian Baekhyun also passed through the iron gate, turned around and closed it again, blocking the cold wind outside, and leaving the memories of tonight on the roof.

Unpleasant ones should be forgotten, right?

When Baekhyun walked back to Park Chanyeol's intensive care unit and stood in the quiet white corridor as usual, he was a little dazed.

——In Park Chanyeol's room, the original appearance was restored.The piles of presents, flowers, and the big cake were all gone.

Instead, there was a little Rilakkuma.Still smiling, he sat obediently on Park Chanyeol's pillow.A small one, but very conspicuous.

——Look, since you let me forget, why do you keep it.

"Where are those... presents? Anyone else?"

Bian Boxian asked, and took two steps forward.

"Gifts, throw them away. People, drive them away."

Park Chanyeol replied flatly.Got into the quilt.

"what?"

Baekhyun looked in disbelief.

"I don't want fake gifts. It's not as good as this ugly bear." Park Chanyeol waved the "ugly bear" in Baekhyun's hand.

"It's not ugly! I reluctantly parted with you, and embroidered a few words on it with my own hands!" Bian Boxian said angrily.

... The sadness just now seems to have disappeared in this room.

"how?"

Park Chanyeol's sharp eyes swept over.

Bian Boxian felt guilty, and whispered: "Actually, this little bear originally belonged to me. It's not that I'm stingy, I really couldn't think of what to give, and I didn't have enough time, so... well, I will definitely give it to you again next time." Buy one!"

"No need." Park Chanyeol closed his eyes, "This is enough."

——You don’t have to send any more.On my next birthday, I will still be alone.

"what!"

Bian Boxian was flattered.

"Does it have a name?" Park Chanyeol traced the uneven "Chanyeol" embroidered by Baekhyun on Rilakkuma's clothes under the quilt.own name.

"Name?" Baekhyun felt that Park Chanyeol's thoughts were spinning too fast, and he couldn't keep up, "No, no."

"Call it Xiaobai..." Park Chanyeol said softly... I remember that boy Wu Sehun called Byun Baekhyun "Brother Baibai".

"Ah?" Bian Boxian was stunned again, "Why not call him Xiaocan!"

"Because you gave it to me, so I called it Xiaobai." Park Chanyeol gave that person a white look.

"Then, then I'll call it Xiaocan!"... "Chanlie" is written on its clothes!

"Boring." Park Chanyeol turned over, taking Xiaobai with him.

"Hmph..." The deflated Bian Baekhyun knew that he couldn't beat Park Chanyeol, so he gave up the seemingly boring bickering.

"Actually, let's not force it. It is impossible for me to pretend that I have never known you, and a memory will not be forgotten. Since you can't forget it, don't make things difficult for yourself." Bian Baekhyun said to Park Chanyeol's back , "At least in the days when we meet, whether it is now or in the future, I hope that each other will be happy."

"I'm leaving. I haven't finished my homework yet...Xiao, Xiaobai will ask you to take care of me. Don't be cruel to him."

Bian Boxian seemed to be confiding, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Gently, the door opened and closed.

Quietly, the lights all over the world are lit.

To welcome the arrival of cloudy night, in fact, there is no need to be embarrassed or panic.

But Park Chanyeol hid under the quilt and didn't dare to turn around.

……

Turn back time, back to the present.

In the empty ward, not even a shadow could be left.

"Goodbye sister!"

After saying goodbye to the nurse sister, Bian Boxian left the hospital he was already familiar with with his warm pocket in his hand.

Very relaxed, but also very dignified.

This is parted...

Not a single bit was left, but a lot was taken away.

Let's go, let's all go.

Just think of it as a dream.Not perfect, not real...

——"I hope that every time we meet, whether it is now or in the future, it will be pleasant."

There is no present, but there is a future.

【end】

[Boys, meet, separate. 】

"Clap clap clap~"

The sound of firecrackers in the yard rang all day, and I didn't feel tired at all.

Bian Boxian is wrapped in a quilt...in bed.

"Salty! If you don't get up again, you won't leave a single dumpling!"

Bian's mother yelled at Bian Baexian's closed door angrily, and after a while, Bian Baexian came out of the room with a messy head - "Good morning, Dad."

Saying hello to Papa Bian who was wearing an apron serving dumplings in the dining room, Baekhyun yawned and went into the bathroom.

Dad Bian, who just came back yesterday, rubbed his eyes and looked at his watch... It's eleven o'clock, is Baekhyun okay?

"Xianxian loves to stay in bed when it comes to holidays, just like you!"

Bian's mother was not surprised, she sat on the sofa in the living room and packed a pile of luggage brought by Bian's father.

"Hahahaha, my son!"

Father Bian's hearty laughter filled the not too big three rooms and two halls.

Yes, Dad is back.Mom also laughed so happily, the family of three only get together once every half a year, so Baekhyun, you have to cheer up!

"Hey, let me tell you, you are really lucky. I heard from Lao Yang next door that her husband didn't come back this year. He said that because your company worked overtime, many people couldn't go home during the Chinese New Year."

Bian's mother added another bowl of soup to Bian's father, and took a bite of the dumplings.

"I'm glad too! The general manager of our branch company didn't know why, but specially granted me a leave of absence, which made me quite embarrassed."

Father Bian was also puzzled, it was the first time that this was a good thing.

"Maybe your performance this year is good." Bian's mother said hurriedly, looked at Bian Boxian who had been eating dumplings with a sullen head, and said, "I see, it's probably because of other reasons!"

Feeling his mother's burning eyes, Baekhyun swallowed his mouthful of shrimp dumplings, looked up at her——

"You mean... Sehun?"

"Shixun?" Father Bian repeated, a little puzzled.

"It's your old Dong's son!" Bian's mother was quite proud, "It's great to play with our Xianxian! I think, if you can go home, it's mostly because of the sake of our Xianxian. Looking for someone to help."

"Mom..." Bian Boxian wanted to stop his mother from continuing to fabricate, "Wu Shixun is just a childish kid in the first and second grades, how could he be so shameless!"

"Hey! Xianxian, is what your mother said true?" Father Bian asked with a serious expression.

"Of course not!" Bian Baekhyun denied it.

"You two didn't play well?" Father Bian asked again.

"It's good, it's just... oh dad, don't think too much. You work so hard, it's normal to give you a special holiday!" Bian Boxian comforted his father with a sincere face.

"Oh, I hope it's not. Otherwise, I won't be able to settle down in the future~ Come, let's eat!"

Father Bian didn't think about it any more, and gave his daughter-in-law and son another piece of beef with chopsticks.

Baekhyun picked up a glass of Coke: "Happy New Year, Mom and Dad! All the best!"

Bian's father and mother beamed with smiles, and rewarded Bian Boxian with two generous red envelopes, and Bian Boxian was so happy from ear to ear... so happy.

……

"Chirp~ bang~ bang"

Fireworks compete to bloom in the dark night sky, scattered into sparks all over the sky, coming from the unknown sky, falling into the bustling world.

Ordinary people look up to the fairies in neon clothes, pin their expectations on the new year, hope to forget the worries in the past, and reap what they longed for in the past.

People in the town flock to the clock tower in the center of the town, waiting for the moment when the New Year's bell rings, to hug their loved ones...

Everything seems to come to an end, and a new dawn is ushered in.

Bian Boxian was dragged by his mother and came to this lively place.Looking at the crowd surging around, everyone's face is full of joy, as if all the happiness of a year has been left for today.

The vibration from the phone suddenly spread throughout the body.Bian Baekhyun managed to squeeze out from the crowd, and stood beside the red lanterns on the side of the road that looked a bit cold but still festive.

"Brother Baibai ~ Guess who Xunxun is!"

"I can't guess it." Bian Boxian could imagine the excited look of a certain little meat bun holding the phone on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, I'm so excited~" Wu Shixun was a little embarrassed, it must be too tight and dirty!

"Bang bang~"

The fireworks are more unscrupulously competing in full bloom, burning out their last colors.

"5--4--" The countdown to the new year sounded... Everyone seemed very excited.

"Is brother listening?! It's so noisy!"

"3—2—"

"Listening!" Bian Baekhyun roared.

"1—!"

"Brother Baibai, Happy New Year!"

"Well, happy new year!"

The ancient bell rang on time, as if attracting gods from all directions, beating the hearts of the people, washing the world...

Indulging in this beautiful land, I have never tired of it for a hundred years.And the people on the earth, although they will grow old with the years, their lives are still there, and their thoughts are still there.Nothing will change, this is the world, and God, the most beautiful nostalgia...

Wu Shixun was thousands of miles away from Baekhyun, talking about the boredom and monotony of his return home.Bian Boxian listened patiently, mocking Young Master Wu on the other end of the phone from time to time...

—Park Chanyeol, I don't know where you are.

I only hope that when you hear the bell ringing, you will not forget that we have approached, laughed and met together.

—the end—

The author has something to say: the juvenile chapter is over, I have compiled a txt file, but I don’t know if it can be uploaded... If you want it, you can leave a message.

Someone said before that the ending was unfinished. At first, I didn't think so, and even thought the ending was logical.But looking at it later, um, it's still quite unfinished.

After all, there is still no result for the two of them, there is neither HE nor BE, which is very hard.

As for the later article, my conscience was awakened one day, and I wrote it on a whim at three or four in the morning. It is very, very, very short... Please, look forward to it!The love ending of cowards and punks.